Infrareds on little people standing with some big heads, I was Captain Kirk, walkin' with a black t-shirt. LAPD, the nurse asked did my knee hurt? I was in pain, little Martians tryin' ta take my brain, Hospitals came, detectives wrote down my name. I was to blame, my life never been the same. A true story; I tell ya, it'll never bore me. My classmate died, my other friend named Cory Drinkin' 40s, he jumped out the project window, Stabbed himself with a yellow number 2 pencil.
In hell, sinners shall forever lay all the blame on their own wills. Hell is a rational torment by conscience.
You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.
I don't apologize for anything. When I make a mistake, I take the blame and go on from there. I just despise to lose, and that has taken a man of mediocre ability and made a pretty good coach out of him.
Until as women we all say, No! We are not going to starve ourselves, nothing is going to change. We're our own worse enemies sometimes but I still blame men.
Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame, Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame, Averse alike to flatter or offend, Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.
Blame is a neat little device that you can use whenever you don't want to take responsibility for something in your life. Use it and you will avoid all risks and impede your own growth.
These are the signs of a wise man: to reprove nobody, to praise nobody, to blame nobody, nor even to speak of himself or his own merits.
Blaming destiny is a poor out for those who don't reach desired destinations.
One must first learn to live oneself before one blames others.
I've got nothing against any individual American, except that there aren't any. They're always Irish-American, African-American. . . There's never an American-American you can blame.
Don't blame me. The devil made me do it, and the Lord said you have to forgive.
We are all sinful. Therefore whatever we blame in another we shall find in our own bosoms.
We often lose our tempers not with those who are actually to blame; just with those who love us enough to forgive us our foul moods.
We live in a society that blames everybody else for what's wrong.
Rwanda has its own problems and never sought to blame others or cause others trouble. I advise Burundi to do the same.
Don't blame yourself, or worry. Neither does a bit of good.
Women have endeavored to guide men to love because patriarchal thinking has sanctioned this work even as it has undermined it by teaching men to refuse guidance. . . A useful gift all love's practitioners can give is the offering of forgiveness. It not only allows us to move away from blame, from seeing others as the cause of our sustained lovelessness, but it enables us to experience agency, to know we can be responsible for giving and finding love.
Blame is the cowards way out.
Blaming and punishing others are superficial expressions of anger.